He slept like a drunkard, with his eyes shut, Wanting to never open them again; To never taste tears again To never hear them say go away To feel as free as ever Like a ghost on its last train Without strength to thrive as before When a smile came after a tear He slept... Continue Reading →
He said he loved kids; But he only loved making them So we made five of them With him never present after the making And so it was, that I walked away Away from us making them Away from him Not hoping he finds us.
Radioactive published its 3rd edition anthology for the year today, dedicating it to International Women’s day (March 8). Featuring female poets from different parts of the world. The publication which is available as an electronic book (pdf: digital book) and is free on datafilehost and ISSUU. It will be discussed online on Radio Africa with... Continue Reading →
Drenched in the thought of grace, They see a many reason Why they sing a new song Whilst reading on sin offerings Offered for sins they may be born into One they could have committed themselves Ones they saw that if offerings were rendered by them, could make them poor, As they sin over and... Continue Reading →
A woman once told me; do not receive advice from those in your age group, do not sit and be counselled by those who have the same predicament as you do. Not even if they are a step away from you. I was much younger then and that didn’t sound interesting as it does today.... Continue Reading →
